歌曲 | The Great Western Road |
歌手 | David Byrne |
专辑 | Lead Us Not into Temptation |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : | |
A man sticks his fingers inside of his mouth | |
The words are stuck in there | |
He fishes them out | |
Whispers and mumbles, statements and verse, curses and love songs | |
For nobody else | |
Man takes a pencil and puts down his thoughts | |
The old human highway from Eden to Nod | |
Brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, strangers and cripples | |
In love with their lives | |
How they dance | |
In a trance | |
Where the river bends | |
Here we go, | |
Don't you know | |
That it never ends | |
Some who ride | |
Some who slide | |
Everyone you know | |
Travels on | |
That great western road | |
How they laugh | |
Raise a glass | |
Take a bottle down | |
Any face any place | |
In this northern town | |
Dragging on | |
??????????????? | |
Travel on | |
That great western road | |
Man goes to show world | |
And dreams of the stars | |
He leans to the left | |
He leans to the north | |
He learns to be humble | |
He learns from the trees | |
And all of God's creatures | |
To him they would speak | |
Saying wake up my little lambs | |
Wake up it's time to begin | |
Wake up it's all that you are | |
Wake up and it's not very far | |
Beggar-man soldier-man beggar-man and thief | |
Some are young | |
Some are old | |
And some on their knees | |
Broken legs broken nose | |
Swaying to and fro | |
As they walk | |
The great western road | |
Every snake | |
Every bird | |
Every creeping thing | |
Like a knife | |
In the night | |
I see her again | |
Blessed heart | |
Blessed word | |
Blessed skin and bones | |
All along | |
That great western road |
zuo ci : | |
A man sticks his fingers inside of his mouth | |
The words are stuck in there | |
He fishes them out | |
Whispers and mumbles, statements and verse, curses and love songs | |
For nobody else | |
Man takes a pencil and puts down his thoughts | |
The old human highway from Eden to Nod | |
Brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, strangers and cripples | |
In love with their lives | |
How they dance | |
In a trance | |
Where the river bends | |
Here we go, | |
Don' t you know | |
That it never ends | |
Some who ride | |
Some who slide | |
Everyone you know | |
Travels on | |
That great western road | |
How they laugh | |
Raise a glass | |
Take a bottle down | |
Any face any place | |
In this northern town | |
Dragging on | |
??????????????? | |
Travel on | |
That great western road | |
Man goes to show world | |
And dreams of the stars | |
He leans to the left | |
He leans to the north | |
He learns to be humble | |
He learns from the trees | |
And all of God' s creatures | |
To him they would speak | |
Saying wake up my little lambs | |
Wake up it' s time to begin | |
Wake up it' s all that you are | |
Wake up and it' s not very far | |
Beggarman soldierman beggarman and thief | |
Some are young | |
Some are old | |
And some on their knees | |
Broken legs broken nose | |
Swaying to and fro | |
As they walk | |
The great western road | |
Every snake | |
Every bird | |
Every creeping thing | |
Like a knife | |
In the night | |
I see her again | |
Blessed heart | |
Blessed word | |
Blessed skin and bones | |
All along | |
That great western road |
zuò cí : | |
A man sticks his fingers inside of his mouth | |
The words are stuck in there | |
He fishes them out | |
Whispers and mumbles, statements and verse, curses and love songs | |
For nobody else | |
Man takes a pencil and puts down his thoughts | |
The old human highway from Eden to Nod | |
Brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, strangers and cripples | |
In love with their lives | |
How they dance | |
In a trance | |
Where the river bends | |
Here we go, | |
Don' t you know | |
That it never ends | |
Some who ride | |
Some who slide | |
Everyone you know | |
Travels on | |
That great western road | |
How they laugh | |
Raise a glass | |
Take a bottle down | |
Any face any place | |
In this northern town | |
Dragging on | |
??????????????? | |
Travel on | |
That great western road | |
Man goes to show world | |
And dreams of the stars | |
He leans to the left | |
He leans to the north | |
He learns to be humble | |
He learns from the trees | |
And all of God' s creatures | |
To him they would speak | |
Saying wake up my little lambs | |
Wake up it' s time to begin | |
Wake up it' s all that you are | |
Wake up and it' s not very far | |
Beggarman soldierman beggarman and thief | |
Some are young | |
Some are old | |
And some on their knees | |
Broken legs broken nose | |
Swaying to and fro | |
As they walk | |
The great western road | |
Every snake | |
Every bird | |
Every creeping thing | |
Like a knife | |
In the night | |
I see her again | |
Blessed heart | |
Blessed word | |
Blessed skin and bones | |
All along | |
That great western road |